My mother-in-law is very kind and recently sent me a box of fancy chocolates.
The accompanying note:
“Here is my cure for just about anything. If you feel anxiety or frustration or whatever, take one or as many as it takes to make you feel good. Not to worry about calories. In fact you need extra calories to keep up your strength.”
They were delicious.
I realized yesterday that I started this blog
six years ago.
I didn’t know it at the time, but I was about to become
In the midst of impending turmoil, this was a creative outlet that gave me buoyancy when I was otherwise slowly drowning.
I was so cautious about not revealing too much about myself, lest my Big Brother Employer disapprove.
Now, I don’t give a s*it.
Figuratively and almost literally naked. Authentically Me!
In retrospect, it was
physician burnout, the product of a toxic work environment that ultimately led me to take a risk, leave the perceived security of my “safe” job and venture into private practice.
It was the best decision I’ve ever made.
Six years later, I’m happier and more successful than ever.
I have autonomy. I have partners I love and trust. I work harder but mostly better. I’m a Kick Ass Doctor Lady Boss to nearly 60 people.
And I remain Fancy.
I strolled down Memory Lane for posts that resonated with me.
If you’re new here or curious, my personal Hits List includes:
Why Do I Save Good Things?
Life Constantly Humbles Me
Raw discussion of my job transition.
Seriously great advice on How to Quit Your Job
This is still quite funny to me.
Check out Courtney Love, aka my daughter.
Thank you for your love and support. I appreciate it more than you know.